The bone-chilling wind swept over the gray sky of the Border Area time and again, scattering occasional snowflakes from the leaden clouds.
The scarred body of Red Dragon Kahill trembled slightly in the cold wind, and among those intersecting wounds, the most shocking was a penetrating wound—the Alchemy Heavy Arrow with barbs and blood grooves pierced her lower abdomen, exited from the right rear side of her spine, and dark red blood grooves on the arrow shaft continued to seep warm Dragon Blood.
This weapon, enhanced through alchemy, was lodged in the muscle tissue like a living thing, with each flap of her Dragon Wings causing new tears.
"Despicable dwarf mongrels!"
Kahill squeezed out a hoarse curse from between her teeth, her vertical pupils swirling with almost tangible fury.
